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you are my favorite poem
the way you write yourself into me
lips bleeding backwards
your fragility is dominating
your moans crushing
you blush violently
there is a soldier in a far off land
whose only source of hope
is dying into you
through running faucets
there is a heat so hot it is cool
there is depth so dark
it is blinding
a pain so intense
it’s ecstatic
it’s from there
that you
are writing
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